In the early morning of winter, the rain finally stopped, the sky turned from white to gray, the air seemed to fly a piece of gray sand, and the milky white sun hung on this layer of gray, very small and hazy, as if exhausted by the blow of the storm,

A faint rumbling sound came from the other end of the once fierce battle of the Silver Bird Hill, the heavy hooves of the war horses struck on the hard northern tundra, and a black line appeared on the edge of the white saline land,

It was a group of well-armored cavalry guards, and an old man with a solemn face stopped his horse first, and his eyes full of anger swept across the ground like blood.

The cold wind came with a strong bloody pavement, and countless black vultures were frightened by the sound of horses' hooves, flapping their wings and flying into the air, where these vultures once landed, countless corpses, lying all over the back slope of this white saline-alkali land, on a huge section that was cut off, because there was too much human blood, it actually showed a tragic color of red and black for hundreds of meters, like a land watered with human blood

In the red and black muddy pool, the black charred corpses were swollen and soaked in the red water, some bold vultures were still happily enjoying this rare breakfast on it, the miserable white and charred corpses of human flesh made people feel sickened, and more Normandy cavalry corpses, mixed with the corpses of a large number of war horses, were stacked in the front place, like a small hill ten meters high, and the heads of some officers stood on the edge with spears stuck in them, and their faces were still frozen with a moment of hesitation and helplessness before death,

A dozen broken battle flags taunted the side, leaving only bare poles and strips of rags that seemed to have been fished out of blood, on which the legion pattern was blurred and indecipherable, and the broken spears and cavalry swords were everywhere, all reflected in the sun like blood

"Come on, bring that bastard guy Naomu up......" Grand Duke Kavebod's five fingers clenched together. There was a creaking sound, and a trace of pale annoyance flashed across his face, and he shouted angrily,

The Norman commander who fled last night, Naomu, covered in mud and with unkempt hair, was pushed up by several Norman knights

"Grand Duke!!" Zhimu bowed his head with his hair scattered, and knelt on his knees in front of Kavibod's warhorse,

"Naomu, what else do you have to say now. Raise your head and look, this is your legion!9,000 warriors of Normandy, they're all here to feed the vultures now!" Cavibor angrily raised his whip and pointed to the blood-stained land in the distance, and asked in a loud and angry voice

"Grand Duke, the defeat in this battle is really not my responsibility!"

Zhimu lowered his head with a bleak face, didn't even dare to glance at the battlefield in front of him, and gritted his teeth. insisted that "our army had bitten the enemy last night, but the enemy was too cunning to launch a surprise attack on our army at White Hill, and Lord Armand took it upon himself. Regardless of dissuasion, he led his 2,000 direct knights to charge without authorization, and as a result, the whole team was surrounded, and there was no way. Subordinates can only order the whole army to press"

"According to you, since you are fighting in Baiqiu, why did you run into the Silver Sparrow Mountain Road!" Kavibo's face turned blue with anger. In a sharp tone, he asked, "If you have a lie, I will order someone to cut off your hands and feet, and let you feed the vultures here!" "My subordinates don't dare to hide it, it's really ......"

There was already cold sweat rolling on Zhimu's forehead, in order to save his life, he couldn't care so much, and said loudly, "The order to enter the Yinque Mountain Road is not an order from his subordinates, but an order from Armand!"

"You're the Legion Commander, and Armand is just a lord, can he still command you?"

"Although my subordinate is the commander of the legion, Lord Armand has a special identity, and he has always been arrogant and domineering, where will he put me, a little legion commander, in his eyes!" Zhimu smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be very sad and angry,

In fact, he has already calculated in his heart, if he wants not to die, he can only take Armand to blame, after all, it is a figure that even the Duke does not want to offend, anyway, it is impossible for Armand that fool to come back, and now it is time to put the blame on this arrogant guy, this defeat must find a substitute for the ghost, it is better to die than to die yourself, and the people who fled with him last night were all henchmen in the rear team, and the caliber has already been unified, otherwise once it leaks out, everyone will be brutally executed according to the deserters!" At White Hill, his subordinates have led an army to repel the enemy and rescued Lord Armand."

Zhimu's eyes flickered with a hint of confusion, and his solemn voice stopped, before he said, "But Armand not only did not accept this, but thought that the enemy's dispersion was the best moment to pursue and expand the results of the battle, although his subordinates tried their best to dissuade him, but Lord Armand said that if his subordinates did not carry it out, he would let us Normandy, lose in this consul competition, and his subordinates had no choice but to ......"

Zhimu's voice stopped, and he lowered his head, a look of wanting to say something, and under the description of the distorted facts, Kavebode's face became more and more ugly

"I hope what you say is true, otherwise, you will definitely regret surviving!" the arrogant Kavibo almost squeezed the name out of his teeth, "Come on, put Naomu in prison first!Wait until after this battle, and then deal with it!" "The subordinates guarantee that everything is true...... "Naomu wanted to say something, but he was dragged down by the tall duke's guard

According to his previous style, Zhimu's fate is death, but unfortunately now the military power of Normandy has been defeated, the famous Normandy Seven Generals, all that remains is the black scorpion Zhimu, the fierce wolf Chilia, the hedgehog Salo three, out of this, there are no more than a few generals who can still take charge alone, if the black scorpion Zhimu is executed again, he will even have difficulties in normal command,

His gaze once again swept over the Silver Bird Hill in front of him, which was infected with the blood of countless soldiers, and the smell of blood blew across the mountain road.

The low shrubs and weeds that are less than a meter high float, like a surging wave, gray and white weeds, not a dense wood, not even a slope enough to resist the impact of the cavalry, but it is here that the other party is actually in the case of inferior forces, the bold terrain is not good, and it can even be said that the silver bird hill lacks even hidden conditions, took the initiative to attack and bit off his own 9,000 cavalry,

This should be the main battlefield of the cavalry, but there was a surprising reversal, and in his heart, he also thought that the reasons for the defeat of this battle were too complicated, and even had a hint of providence. It was not only because of the other party's cunning, but also because of the tyrannical and abnormal weather last night, the heavy rain, the dark night like ink, and the will of the infantry of the other party as bait to the death, which made this qiē possible and turned into an unbelievable possibility

This cunning and bold opponent made the experienced Kavebo a little uncontrollable, and the defeat of the Zhimu Legion made him lose the initiative in the entire battle, and the absolute advantage in the army was gone!

Originally, according to the plan, as long as he fought steadily, he could crush and destroy the enemy section by piece, but after this short night, everything changed.

is waiting for the 10,000 reinforcements led by the fierce wolf Chilia, and then advances,

Or according to the original strategy, leading the 20,000 main forces to continue into the crisis-ridden Silver Bird Hill has become the most difficult choice that Kavebode needs to face now, (to be continued.) )